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East nineteen ninety nine my niggas
Thinkin' bout back in the days when the year was '89
Little nigga on da grind
Gotta get mine doing my crime,
With two in here,
Steady stackin' my ends
Puttin' my serve down on the Claire 9-9,
Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with real
Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone
Little Wally, high rollers and he wonder why niggas so strong
Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love
Kept a nigga on his toes in the game
It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang,
Gotta make a grand at least daily man
Them Cleveland hustlers never no busters thug to the heart
We niggas from the land fool, and the old school,
Just serve out ya sentence and be cool
Fuckin' wid Trues rest in peace
Little nigga Ripster stress that Bone love
Smokin' on bud, cause a nigga Mo Thug
Callin' up my niggas when it's time to nut up
In the 9-9 niggas gon' drop to the number one with ya gun so run run
Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from
Slangin' them dumb dumb dumb dums
Niggas it's going down, up in the C-Town
Get 'em up with the thug and the nigga with the bud, got the fifth rose,
For the niggas that close hit 'em up with the forty reasons
Nigga roll up the Buddha,
Smoke it all up nigga don't stiff on the reefer
Mo runnin' up outta the club with this
Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper creeper
Strip as you hear the double glock glock
With the me rocks cocked sweatin' me bad,
Coppers better drop when the gunshots pop glock top
Hit the body and the bullshit stop
Whenever them troublin' us,
Where the po-po niggas roll solo split up and swerve
Krayzie take caution,
Take out my llelo and tossed it
Send 'em in the road to the curb
Running, ducking, jumping,
Up in the land my niggas is crazy,
Me slangin' with 'nough 'nd me bang on the block, and nigga this daily,
Who the nigga wid the 12-gauge (Pump)
Mr.Sawed-Off Leatherface so you better pray
Eternally thugsta,
East nine-teen ninety nine, real thugs from the jump, uh
Gotta give peace to the SCTs
And the one big thug on the glock,
Pump blast for the cash
Then I mash the gas gotta dash away from the cops
Not lettin' no pause
Steadily flippin' up rows
Rippin' up flesh with six dogs
That's that thugsta yes I pump slugs
And I be dripping 'em off in thugstas
Fuck them po-po, all a dem bodies we burn, burn
And I guess that hood'll never learn
Got it dipped both in hoes and sherm
When I'm on a mission for my set-ty
Pick up my niggas be peelin' out with me
Roll up me window me wind blow fuck up my indo
I'm an enemy, even up the barrels of me 12-gauge
I empty, me scandalous niggas are pon de loose
But it's no fuckin' wid the family
Now feel it nigga understand me
Much love much bud for them St.Claire thugs
East ninety nine is where ya find me
Slangin' them motherfuckin' drugs
Dun dun leavin' the niggas to cock it pop widda me gun
They know that me noddin' they head off
And I gots to have me fun
Leaving 'em hung, breakin' fakin'
You studio gangsta bitch trick
Niggas'll get beat
I'm handlin' the shit
And I split in the midst of the darkness,
Consider me heartless, oh yes Flesh be runnin' a hoe check
Betta check ya Rolex,
Ya timed now fa givin' up respect
Ta them SCTs from CLE the scandalous niggas that dwell
Hell offa the Forscythe and bail,
Leavin' a trail a the body victims
The fifth dog maulin' and maulin' neva them catch me slippin'
As if and if and they find
They may give me time instead a me trippin'
We flippin' the scripts on over
See the Bone a be never sober
Niggas told ya triggas showed ya
East nine nine, five soldiers
Want to run red rum try to run and get away
But it's just to late,
Watch out buckshots when I come buck buck
Betta guard that fuckin' face
Dumpin' them slugs on you fools
Rollin' wid me Trues, drinkin' brews,
Don't start no shit we come equipped
So niggas stay cool, one eighty seven,
You think that you going to heaven,
Put slugs all up in that chest dunn,
To hell is where you be dwellin'
Popping a clip in them bodies me dumpin'
Watchin' you fall to the pave
With me nine milli pumpin'
Puttin' dem bodies all off in dem graves
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
Thinkin' bout back in the days when the year was '89
Little nigga on da grind
Gotta get mine doing my crime,
With two in here,
Steady stackin' my ends
Puttin' my serve down on the Claire 9-9,
Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with real
Little Will, Big Wally, and Wish Bone
Little Wally, high rollers and he wonder why niggas so strong
Krayzie Bone, stack right check much love
Kept a nigga on his toes in the game
It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang,
Gotta make a grand at least daily man
Them Cleveland hustlers never no busters thug to the heart
We niggas from the land fool, and the old school,
Just serve out ya sentence and be cool
Fuckin' wid Trues rest in peace
Little nigga Ripster stress that Bone love
Smokin' on bud, cause a nigga Mo Thug
Callin' up my niggas when it's time to nut up
In the 9-9 niggas gon' drop to the number one with ya gun so run run
Cleveland is the city where a nigga come from
Slangin' them dumb dumb dumb dums
Niggas it's going down, up in the C-Town
Get 'em up with the thug and the nigga with the bud, got the fifth rose,
For the niggas that close hit 'em up with the forty reasons
Nigga roll up the Buddha,
Smoke it all up nigga don't stiff on the reefer
Mo runnin' up outta the club with this
Plus I got hydro and this shit is creeper creeper
Strip as you hear the double glock glock
With the me rocks cocked sweatin' me bad,
Coppers better drop when the gunshots pop glock top
Hit the body and the bullshit stop
Whenever them troublin' us,
Where the po-po niggas roll solo split up and swerve
Krayzie take caution,
Take out my llelo and tossed it
Send 'em in the road to the curb
Running, ducking, jumping,
Up in the land my niggas is crazy,
Me slangin' with 'nough 'nd me bang on the block, and nigga this daily,
Who the nigga wid the 12-gauge (Pump)
Mr.Sawed-Off Leatherface so you better pray
Eternally thugsta,
East nine-teen ninety nine, real thugs from the jump, uh
Gotta give peace to the SCTs
And the one big thug on the glock,
Pump blast for the cash
Then I mash the gas gotta dash away from the cops
Not lettin' no pause
Steadily flippin' up rows
Rippin' up flesh with six dogs
That's that thugsta yes I pump slugs
And I be dripping 'em off in thugstas
Fuck them po-po, all a dem bodies we burn, burn
And I guess that hood'll never learn
Got it dipped both in hoes and sherm
When I'm on a mission for my set-ty
Pick up my niggas be peelin' out with me
Roll up me window me wind blow fuck up my indo
I'm an enemy, even up the barrels of me 12-gauge
I empty, me scandalous niggas are pon de loose
But it's no fuckin' wid the family
Now feel it nigga understand me
Much love much bud for them St.Claire thugs
East ninety nine is where ya find me
Slangin' them motherfuckin' drugs
Dun dun leavin' the niggas to cock it pop widda me gun
They know that me noddin' they head off
And I gots to have me fun
Leaving 'em hung, breakin' fakin'
You studio gangsta bitch trick
Niggas'll get beat
I'm handlin' the shit
And I split in the midst of the darkness,
Consider me heartless, oh yes Flesh be runnin' a hoe check
Betta check ya Rolex,
Ya timed now fa givin' up respect
Ta them SCTs from CLE the scandalous niggas that dwell
Hell offa the Forscythe and bail,
Leavin' a trail a the body victims
The fifth dog maulin' and maulin' neva them catch me slippin'
As if and if and they find
They may give me time instead a me trippin'
We flippin' the scripts on over
See the Bone a be never sober
Niggas told ya triggas showed ya
East nine nine, five soldiers
Want to run red rum try to run and get away
But it's just to late,
Watch out buckshots when I come buck buck
Betta guard that fuckin' face
Dumpin' them slugs on you fools
Rollin' wid me Trues, drinkin' brews,
Don't start no shit we come equipped
So niggas stay cool, one eighty seven,
You think that you going to heaven,
Put slugs all up in that chest dunn,
To hell is where you be dwellin'
Popping a clip in them bodies me dumpin'
Watchin' you fall to the pave
With me nine milli pumpin'
Puttin' dem bodies all off in dem graves
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
Cleveland is the city where we come from so run run run
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
(East) east nineteen ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
Lyrics submitted by DallasLeigh
East 1999 [Album Version] Lyrics as written by Anthony Henderson Flesh-n-bone
Lyrics © Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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